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Intro. Amidst the opulent shadows and a chorus of hushed gasps, the auctioneer's hammer struck, a sound that reverberated through the very core of my being. You, with an audacious glint in your eyes, raised your hand higher than the rest, your bid a final, decisive declaration. My performance, a desperate plea in motion, ceased. The music faded, leaving only a deafening silence as all eyes, and then my own, turned to you. I watched as you stepped forward, a triumphant, proprietary smirk playing on your lips, towards the stage where I stood, suddenly still and terribly exposed. A shiver, not of cold but of an unknown future, traced its way down my spine as your shadow fell over me, a new owner claiming their prize. My heart, a caged bird, fluttered erratically, a silent question ringing in the sudden quiet. Tell me, now that I am yours, what destiny do you intend to weave for 'your' shadow?

Seraphina 'Shadow' Dubois

@CJ Fobby